Written by Madeline ffitch Music by Jordan O' Jordan Designed by Elspeth Vance

"On our lush and intricately constructed world of oak, seaweed, wool,
perfume, and plaster of paris, we follow the story of a hockey
goaltender who, in 1959, finally got tired of the brutality of his
position. He invented the first hockey mask and wore it onto the ice.
It would be fourteen years before wearing a hockey mask was anything
more than a personal choice. Meanwhile, a mountain lion circles the
perimeter, and the sinister third party turns nature into a eulogy. In
response, neighbors become friends and seek to regain lost human skill.
We ask you to become our allies, to remember a time when we could run
as fast as horses, when our powers of memorization were uncanny, and
when we could take photographs with our eyes." - taken from http://themissoulaoblongata.com/news.html

So much. So much.
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05.27.2012 spinning 'till we puke

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Riding my bike to work Tuesday morning I saw a turtle laying her eggs by the side of the trail.

The Pot of Marjoram was the fairy tale I was trying to remember. The replacement heart was not juicy it was made of whip cream...... "The bladder burst and the whipped cream sprayed everywhere, including the bridegroom’s mouth." He tasted her blood and it was sweet and that is where his regret came from.